“I think they’re bored.” Kayla said. “That would explain why they wanted people. Constructs. Whatever. Right?” Kayla looked uncomfortable and sort of distant.

“And the things they made me do while I was on board. It wasn’t unpleasant, necessarily. I’m not sure, weird.” She shivered as if remembering something particularly disgusting. “The experience had a certain… novelty, I guess. The kind of freaky stuff I’d imagine you’d get into if you were stuck in deep space a million years from now.”

“Well I don’t like the sound of that.” I said. “We can just let them go if you feel uncomfortable dealing with them any more.” I hesitated, taking note of the seriousness in her eyes. “Whatever we do, I’m not letting you out of my sight with them around.”

“No, K. I can see the dollar signs on your face. Let’s follow them and see what happens. I’m ok with it as long as you cut me in on the profits.”

I gave her a sideways look, raising an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” she said. “Let’s see what they’re worth.”